One secret I have been keeping that I am ready to share is....

I worried that if I tell someone how crazy o am. That I hear voices that aren't there that I feel things that aren't real. That will lock me up in a little white room. I don't want to be locked up for feeling a certain

I have been "dating" this one boy for a few months now even though his parents don't approve...

that generally i fucking hate most ppl and feel nothing in this world can be trusted when u live in a gaslighting, capitalistic society devoted to the art of bullshit. this world is so, so fake. corporations will always choose image/profit/maximizing status quo over the ppl, even a website like this is going to choose the institutional aim over the individual's plight, trust no one, trust nothing, love the earth and animals and the children, most ppl drank the kool-aid and will keep drinking it. i strongly believe that the native indians should own america once more and that wound, the wound from vietnam and the civil rights era, should be directly addressed with massive apologies given to all and restitutions undertaken before this country can ever say it is great. how that would play out i dont know, i just feel like at least apologies given would help in healing wounds. we need to see ppl as emotional, spiritual beings, not as productive/non-productive. america has so many issues. the fact we dont house ppl is insane. yea im sorry to rant just call me a liberal fruitcake although i hate politics too. hates a strong word but its how i feel after a lifetime of being an outsider/discarded person. im trying to choose the one thing i can do to help minimize misery in this life, theres too much of it to choose from, i can only do my own small part. i will never like ppl but i dont want to actively hurt anyone just be at peace even tho my own wounds are massive. i do wish i could move to england b.c. i dont belong with nosy americans who ask me too many q's , i belong in a place with a diff. view of life. simpler life, more focus on relationships, not all materialism/work, more life work balance and maybe even a place for ppl like me, which i probly wouldnt get in england, but its the only place i ever felt like myself. lifes a joke, but im not its victim. karma trumps all. and, i miss mb, a lot. thats all, just file me under fruitcake if it makes ya happy. ;p

I cut myself when Im anxious.

One secret that I am keeping is.... my husband and I have been married 9 years and we have split up twice, we split up this year and are working on things and I just see how different we are and how we disagree on almost everything. I just don't really see how we are going to make things work when we don't agree on much of anything. I've seen so many things in him recently that I am not sure I will be able to live with. My children and I are his only family now. I'm such a mess

That I blamed my father for my mom's death. I still do sometimes. I wanted him to support us and give some hope. But he's too depressed to do that. I feel like I lost both of my parents that day. He's not doing parenting well enough. Mostly he's either annoyed or sad. I feel like he just can't wait to get rid of us by marrying us off.

I have more than a 100 scars on my body

I wish no to go on and at time I just want to die

i have had bad experiences involving male strangers since i was little (like being stalked, molested), and it makes me afraid of physical contacts or even being near men. i'm also afraid of the idea of marriage and sex because i simply can't see anyone trustworthy enough. i've never told anyone about this because i'm afraid people will see this as ridiculous.

i don't feel comfortable around my dad. i catch him looking at me in a way your dad shouldn't look at his daughter. he used to touch my bum when i was younger and nibble on my ear. i have only told my sister. i don't know what to do.

I have no real friends, and everyday I cry about about it. The only reason I try really hard in school is so I can get away from everyone, including my family.